Return?

"That works too?!"

The same words, the same astonishment—only this time, they came from Li Qingshan.

His "what if" had merely been an offhand remark born of lingering interest.

After all, patrolling the entire region was Tang Yetian's duty.

Yet he had not expected it to become a prophecy the moment the words left his mouth!

And they had not even changed the coordinates, simply opening the rift right in his face.

"They're not even trying to put on an act anymore!"

Li Qingshan exclaimed in surprise, unable for a moment to make sense of the thought process on the other side.

At the same time, faint glimmers unconsciously surfaced in his eyes as he looked expectantly toward the starlit rift.

Who cared about this or that? As long as someone cast bait over, and he had an Experience Pack to sign for, it was a good thing!

Only...

Second by second, no alien race emerged from the rift at all.

Instead, the rippling starlight resembled an open gateway, as though it were waiting for him to enter.

"So this time, you're not even willing to put out bait and are just hoping I'll bite?!"

Li Qingshan's brows gradually furrowed, and his face darkened at a visible speed.

An Eighth-Order Rift represented an Eighth-Order Altar, and enough Clan Artifacts to bring the Day Abyss Dust Sand Scripture to completion. Of course he wanted them.

But...

"Just how bizarre do your thought processes have to be for you to think I'd take the bait like this?"

Meanwhile,

At the front line, deep within the Starry Sky.

"So this is the Netherworld!"

Zhihui sighed with a smile. Only after seeing that the young man was still obediently remaining outside the rift did he withdraw his gaze in relief and turn back